So it's Friday morning at 10:24am. And we've only got a few more hours of work until we get to see another two days off work!!
Why is it... I practically fall asleep at my desk every hour or so... but bring on the weekend and I can hardly settle down to go to bed?
Last night for instance, I was cleaning up the old apartment [insert Barenaked Ladies song here] and it felt like I could have cleaned all night! Who likes to clean?! That's ridiculous.
But I'd rather be at my dirty, nasty old apartment cleaning the oven and scrubbing the floors than sitting in this flesh-colored hell for 6 more hours.
I want a Summer Friday.